Today has been a lot harder than I expected it would be... the week itself left so much more to be desired, but knowing that it would wrap up with the first Mother's Day without my mom left an impending sense of sorrow within me all week. Her birthday is next week as well, so I've been kind of holding my breath for the past couple of weeks. I miss her, and the teeny pre-printed-dates-in-bold on my planner are a constant reminder of her passing. I love you, Mom.
I'm so, so blessed beyond measure to have the love and encouragement of a woman who helped to raise me for most of my life. My stepmom is one of the strongest, most driven and compassionate people I know and she welcomed the chance to parent me and my brother, alongside her two boys. She and my dad made it all look so easy--raising four kids whose ages all fell within the same 20 months... and having the most hysterical fun doing it.
Thank you for all of your love, Jules... the encouraging love, the tough love, the sympathetic love--the constant love you've showered upon us all for as long as I can remember. I am so grateful to have you in my life, and for all of the years we've had together. Thank you for being you, for everything you've taught us, for making it all seem so effortless... and your incredible cooking. ;)
I love you, Jules!!